Obsession: Callie Douglas, Book One

Chapter Thirteen

The next morning, I woke up thinking about Brian Scott. I had an interview with him that morning and my confidence was shaken a bit by Gabe's insistence that Brian was dangerous. I'd woken early and had enough time to do an especially good job shaving my legs as well as to have an extra-long shower. When the hot water ran out, I got out of the shower, towelled off, blasted my hair with the hair dryer, put on scented body lotion – the kind that smelled like coconuts – and applied makeup. I dressed in my most professional charcoal gray suit and powder blue silk sleeveless blouse. I looked good and knowing that as well as knowing that I looked professional served as a shot to my arm. I walked out of my apartment fifteen minutes ahead of schedule and was at work equally as early.

I opened the office, for the first time that week getting to the office ahead of Addison. I put my lunch in the cupboard and wandered down to the staff room to make a pot of coffee. Then I went back to my office, cup in hand, to review my notes on Brian.

One cup of coffee later, Addison came into the office. She looked surprised. I'm typically late for everything, and getting to work has not been an exception to the rule. I was barely on time for my first day – not really my fault as I had gotten lost somewhere between the front doors and my office – and had been five minutes late for everything ever since. I knew that, after Addison had gotten to know me better, her amazement at me being early for work would only grow rather than diminish.

"How was your evening last night?" she asked.

"It was good, thanks."

"Did you spend it with the beautiful Blake again?"

"No, I didn't. Detective Taite offered to teach me self-defence now that he knows I intend to interview and assess felons unrestrained. He came over to my apartment last night to teach me some moves and ended up staying for dinner. It was the least I could do since he's helping me out so much."

"He's incredibly hot."

I smiled. "He is, isn't he? More importantly, he seems really nice as well."

"Maybe more importantly to you. I'd settle for a hot jerk every now and then." She waggled her eyebrows and attempted to sound lecherous.

I laughed.